The crazy junior sister Yin turned into a dog, and the sky was full of gods and Buddhas and took a d

Ming Fan waited for a moment, but the room was still quiet.

"Hey."

Seeing that the medicine spirit was pretending to be dead, Ming Fan sneered and took out a stack of talismans: "If you don't speak, believe it or not, I will blow you to death."

The light in the room flickered. Ming Fan saw this and knew that it had obviously heard him. He couldn't help but coax him again: "As long as you tell me the question, I won't explode."

"There are thousands of questions. Which one do you want to know?" This time the voice was no longer childish, but turned into a cold female voice.

Ming Fan's heart skipped a beat. What was going on?

The woman's temper was obviously not as good as the previous child. She became impatient after just asking one question.

"Forget it, then answer the questions in order."

There were thousands of questions for her to answer one by one. Ming Fan's mouth twitched. She might as well just give up.

I'm afraid those people have reached the last level, but she is still answering questions here.

Ming Fan threw the talisman in his hand away without saying anything, and then cast a defensive spell on himself.

A layer of rubble fell into the room.

"You don't want the house to be destroyed."

The woman's voice suddenly raised: "Is this your attitude?"

Those who had come in before had great respect for them, because they were the ones who were testing them and had the final say on the questions.

So even if those people were angry, they would not explode without saying a word like her.

Furthermore, those simple medicine cultivators can only use poison at most, but as medicine spirits, they have no physical body, so poison cannot affect them.

Ming Fan's eyes turned cold: "You were the ones who provoked me first."

"Forget it, I don't want to embarrass you.

I am the medicine spirit here. Your task is to identify the medicinal plants here one by one and give the answer in the end."

On the walls of the house, suddenly, dense patterns of spiritual plants appeared. There were so many of them that they stretched from one end to the other, and there was a tendency for them to spread toward the roof.

Making things difficult, blatantly making things difficult.

Ming Fan was rarely so angry that he laughed.

Now they have no idea how much time they have left for this level. It is an impossible task to write out so many spiritual plant patterns one by one.

Ming Fan lowered her eyes. She didn’t know whether the questions in each room were the same, nor did she know whether others also had to identify so many spiritual plants.

But so what? After all, she was not satisfied with this.

"Oh my god, there are so many... Hehe, all the herbs I have come into contact with in all these years as a pharmacist are not as complete as the ones in her house."

"Ahahahahaha, her luck is so bad! This medicine spirit is really abnormal."

"I already think that the tens of thousands of houses in other places are the limit. She alone can probably take up the equivalent of ten houses over there."

Ming Fan took out a snakeskin bag. The snakeskin was glowing with colorful light, and inside were talismans.

"Have you seen this?" Ming Fan smiled gently and harmlessly.

Yao Ling shuddered, unsure of what Ming Fan meant: "Did you see it... or didn't you see it..."

This big bag of talismans would really fall on it. I dare not even think about it.

Ming Fan smiled and casually took out a handful of spiritual plants from the bag, and said to the void: "Do you think these spiritual plants are a lot or a little?"

Haha, Yao Ling laughed dryly twice. It couldn't figure out this person's ways, but even so, it felt that she wouldn't dare to be too presumptuous.

After all, if she wanted to pass this second level, going against it would not be a wise choice.

Seeing that it was silent, Ming Fan directly threw the talisman in his hand forward.

"Ahem, well... I think it's a lot too."

Yao Ling spoke out quickly, "Oh no, this guy is serious, she is really embarrassed to have the talisman."

If she were allowed to blow a hole in her own house and be held accountable, she would most likely be punished.

Thinking of this, Yao Ling shuddered: "Well, since you also think it's too much, we can discuss it."

"You all have four days for this level. It will be enough for you to answer these questions."

Ming Fan looked at the herb patterns on the wall in front of him. The patterns were reduced by half, and even those on the roof disappeared.

"It seems that you have no awareness."

Ming Fan threw the talisman out without hesitation, and with a series of bangs, the stone house where she was shook.

Needless to say, the counter and other things inside had already been blown into pieces.

Seeing this, Yao Ling became completely furious.

"Don't refuse a toast and drink a forfeit."

"You are wrong. I won't drink the penalty wine even if you ask me to." Ming Fan said as he picked up another handful of talismans.

"..."

Yao Ling was so angry that his teeth were itching, but he didn't know what to say. Why was this person so stubborn? He was simply a bandit in the world of immortal cultivation.

Ming Fan grinned and continued to bargain: "I think you are quite good."

After saying that, he looked at the portraits of spiritual plants around him.

Yao Ling gritted his teeth, and there were fewer portraits in the room.

“It can’t be any less. If others knew about it, I would be in trouble.” Yao Ling said.

Ming Fan took a look and touched her chin. To be honest, she didn't believe a word that this medicine spirit said.

She said everyone has four days, and with a discount, it would be good if everyone had two days.

As for it not being able to be any less... Ming Fan smiled brightly. She firmly believed that there was nothing in this world that could not be negotiated. If there was, it must have been because the discussion was not thorough enough.

Based on the principle of friendship and peace, Ming Fan directly tightened his spiritual sense this time, and the huge spiritual sense kept compressing.

After a while, Yao Ling finally couldn't bear it anymore.

"I really admire you. I won't quarrel with you anymore." The voice returned to that of a childish child.

The surrounding portraits were decreasing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

It was really afraid of this plague god, and now it only hoped that this ancestor would complete the task quickly and be teleported away as soon as possible.

In the end, the number of medicinal plant portraits stopped changing. Ming Fan looked at them from a distance and found that they were several times less than at the beginning.

Ha ha ha.

"We really can't do less this time. You pharmacists must at least accept the identification of tens of thousands of medicinal plants. If you do less, you won't be able to pass the second level."

Yao Ling sounded aggrieved, but this time, he was not lying.

The people outside the Huiying Formation were full of admiration for Ming Fan at this time.

She actually changed the principles again and again with her own strength and a medicine spirit.

They could intuitively feel that the portraits of medicinal plants in Ming Fan's room were almost the same as those of other pharmacists, and even lacked a little...

Ming Fan opened and closed his mouth: "More."

"Really not able to...what anymore?" Yao Ling almost thought she had misheard.

"More." Ming Fan spoke again.

She doesn't want to be treated differently. She just treats others the same way, that's all.

Yao Ling's mouth twitched. It couldn't understand this person. Too many or too few would not work. He was very difficult to serve.

She cursed him in her heart as a big idiot, but smiled sweetly.

"how about this?"

As he spoke, the images in the room slowly increased, waiting for Ming Fan's instructions.

"add."

“…Okay.”

Ming Fan didn't stop until he adjusted the number to a number that satisfied her.

The room was in a mess; the stone desk, writing brush, ink, paper and inkstone had been blown away.

"Conjure out some of the four treasures of the study." Ming Fan ordered.